My Dad's Best Friend Said No Daddy Jokes, So I Made Him Say Yes novel · Chapter 3 of 24
Chapter 3: The Net Shed
At five a.m. Mona finds out on the net table that she is not cold, and Lucius sets three rules for one night.
The net shed at five in the morning is dark and cold and smells of tar and salt.
He had left one bulb burning over the long table where we mend.
I came in with nothing in my hands, like he told me, and shut the door behind me.
Lucius stood at the far end with his back to the bulb and his arms folded.
He had not slept either.
"Three rules," he said.
"Good morning to you too."
"One. This is once. You wanted to find out, and I'll help you find out, and then it's over and I go back to being your father's friend."
I said nothing.
"Two. Nobody on this dock knows. Not Odette, not the hands, nobody."
"And three?"
"You don't say that word to me. Not here, not in the dark, not as a dare," he said.
I looked at him for a while.
"That's three rules for one morning."
"Yes."
"Do I get to say anything?" I asked.
"You get to say whatever you want," he said, and his voice dropped. "Every word. Starting now."
He came down the length of the shed slowly.
He stopped in front of me and lifted my chin with two fingers, scarred, one of them short at the tip.
"Look at me," he said. "Tell me you want this."
"I want this."
"Louder."
"I want this, Lucius," I said.
"Good."
The word went through me.
He took my hands and put them flat on the edge of the net table.
"Stay there."
He knelt.
I have spent my life in rooms where men stand and talk.
I had never in twenty-seven years watched one kneel.
I forgot to breathe.
He pushed my sundress up my thighs.
He did it slowly, with both hands, and the cold air of the shed raised the hair on my legs.
"Sit up on the table."
I hopped up onto the wood.
The mending cords hung over my shoulder, and a loose float rolled off the end and hit the floor.
Nobody moved to pick it up.
"Open your knees."
I opened them.
His hands closed on the insides of my thighs and pushed them wider, and I felt the whole width of his palms.
He looked up at me from down there.
"Tell me if anything you don't like happens," he said. "And tell me everything you do."
"What if I like all of it?"
"Then tell me that."
He hooked a finger in the edge of my underwear and drew it down my legs and off.
He put it in his shirt pocket.
I nearly laughed.
"That's mine."
"It's mine now."
He kissed the inside of my knee.
Then the inside of my thigh, higher, slow, and then higher again, with his beard scratching the skin.
My breath came short.
He stopped an inch from where I needed him.
I could feel the warmth of his mouth on me, and he did not move.
"Lucius."
"Tell me."
"Touch me," I said.
"Where?"
"Lucius, you know where."
"I want to hear it," he said.
My face went hot, which was ridiculous, since I was sitting bare on a table with a man's head between my thighs.
"My pussy," I said. "Put your mouth on my pussy."
"There she is," he said.
He put his mouth on me.
He did it with one long slow lick from the bottom of me to the top.
My head fell back and hit a hanging net.
"Oh, God."
"Good girl. Keep your hands on the table."
I gripped the edge until the wood bit into my palms.
His tongue was patient and warm.
He went around my clit in slow circles, without touching it, and I made noises I had not made in six years.
"Please."
"Please what?"
"Please, there. Right there," I said.
"Show me where."
I reached down and put two fingers on myself, where I wanted his mouth.
His hand closed over my wrist, and he moved my fingers away and held them against my thigh.
"Don't help," he said. "Talk."
"Slower."
He went slower.
"Harder, a little. Not so much. Yes, there."
He found it, and I stopped being able to talk.
He sucked my clit into his mouth, gently, then less gently, and drew the flat of his tongue over it again and again.
I felt the sound come up out of me.
He was listening to every sound.
"That's it," he said against me. "That's it, Monalisa. Let me hear you."
I let him hear me.
I said his name three times, and no other words, and my thighs closed around his head and he held them open with both hands.
He pushed two fingers into me, thick, slow, curling, and found the place inside I had read about in magazines.
I broke.
It came up through my belly and my chest and my throat, and the shed went white around the one bulb.
I think I cried out.
I know the float fell again.
He did not stop until I had come all the way down his tongue and was pulling at his hair to make him quit.
He lifted his mouth.
His beard was wet.
He looked up at me with his lips shining and his eyes dark.
I stared at him.
"That's not cold," he said.
"I know."
"Say it."
"I'm not cold," I said.
"Again."
"I'm not cold, Lucius."
"No, sha." His voice cracked on it. "You never were."
I thought I would die of that, right there on the table.
"Again," I said. "I want to do it again."
His mouth curved.
"Greedy."
"I've been waiting six years."
He didn't argue.
He stood up, took my face in both hands, and kissed me, and I tasted myself on his mouth.
It should have been shocking, and instead it made me hungrier.
"Turn around," he said.
I turned.
He put a hand flat between my shoulder blades and pressed, and I bent over the net table with my cheek on the cold wood.
My dress was around my waist, and the air hit me bare.
I heard his belt jingle, and then I heard him not undo it.
He stood close behind me.
I felt the hard length of him through his jeans against my ass, and I pushed back against it.
"Don't," he said, and his voice shook. "Hold still."
"Make me."
"Good girl."
His hand slid down between my legs from the front.
I was soaked, and he found that out, and the sound he made went all the way through me.
"Look at you," he said. "Look what you did to your own thighs."
Two fingers went into me from behind, and his thumb settled on my clit.
He moved slowly and did not change the pace.
"Tell me how it is."
"Full. It's, God, it's so full. Another."
He gave me a third.
I stopped being able to think.
His other hand gathered my curls and turned my face, gently, so he could see my mouth fall open.
"That's it. That's what I wanted to see. Do you feel how you grip me?"
"Yes."
"That's what a woman feels like who isn't cold," he said.
He ground the heel of his hand against me and I came again, shaking, with my forehead on my own arm.
His mouth was against the back of my neck.
He held me up through all of it.
When my knees started to go he locked his arm around my hips and took my weight, and said into my ear, over and over, "I've got you. I've got you, sha."
He turned me and sat me on the edge of the table again and held me against his chest.
I could hear his heart going hard through his shirt.
He rubbed slow circles on my back until the shaking in my legs wore down to a hum.
"Is it always like that?" I said into his collar.
"No."
"Then what was that?"
"That was you," he said. "I only listened."
I turned my face up to him, and my hand went for his belt.
He caught it.
"No."
"You're hard. I can see you're hard."
"Yes," he said.
"Let me."
"Not today."
"Lucius," I said.
"I said once, Monalisa."
"That's not once, that's half."
He laughed, a short rough breath, and braced one hand on the table.
He was hard, plainly, behind his jeans, and he did nothing about it.
He took my underwear out of his pocket and held it out to me.
I took it.
My legs were still shaking when I stepped into it.
He tucked my hair behind my ear with one rough finger.
"Go home," he said. "Eat something."
"Once?"
"Once."
I opened the door of the net shed.
The first light was coming up grey over the bayou, and the pelicans sat on the pilings.
I looked back at him in the doorway of the dark.
"Once, Captain," I said.
← Chapter 2 · All chapters · Chapter 4 →
Want to keep talking to characters like these? Chat with AI romance characters: AI Boyfriend · AI Girlfriend · Dark Romance · Fantasy Romance · BL (Boys’ Love) · Billionaire Boyfriend · Mafia Boyfriend · Possessive Boyfriend · Hockey Boyfriend · Older Boyfriend · K-Drama Boyfriend · Anime Boyfriend · Vampire Boyfriend · Werewolf Boyfriend · Demon Boyfriend · Fae Romance · GL (Girls’ Love) · Anime Girlfriend · Goth & Alt Girlfriend · Gamer Girlfriend · Tsundere Girlfriend · Fantasy Girlfriend